A tiny snail on the front step as I stretch after my run
A bird’s nest found in the tree just last night, and the realization that I had missed its entire time of use
Sara’s song about sand really being crushed rubies and garnets in some places in the world
A shiny penny in a crack in the road
The garden jumping out of the ground after this time of rain
The smell of the woods: wet leaves, mossy growth
Sandra’s article about creation care
….all calling me to stop and look, look, look
Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.
-E.B. Browning
My 'stop and look moment' was this morning. I watched as a row of hardworking marching ants carried food back to their home, but then I realized it was dog food they were carrying and their home was in my house! Hopefully I can see another 'stop and look moment' before the days end that doesn't frustrate me! LOL
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Love this. Carl is good at this. I don't think my day passes that he does it say look at the sky or the beauty of the landscape. How it declares God's glory. We too almost missed a bird's nest…right on our own front porch. Great reminder, Kells. Thank you!
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Oh no, Heather! Hahaha! I share that hope for you 😉
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🙂 Thanks Becca!
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You just quoted both Sara Groves and Sandra McCracken in the same paragraph. I think we would be friends. 😉
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